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Big Pun


Big Pun

Banned from TV

作詞:Jermaine Baxter, Kasseem Dean, Cameron E Giles, C Jowles, Jason Phillips, Christopher Rios, Victor Santiago, David Styles

N.O.R.E, the movie comin' soon
(Timbaland, shut the fuck up)
Tryin' to be out in '98, you know?
(I'm tryin' to watch this movie)
This the real shit
(Shut the fuck up)
'98, its ours

Ay yo, ay yo, regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail
I kick street tales choking niggas like I'm Sprewell
Golden state, holding your fate in the palm of my hand
Blow you away like its part of the plan

I gotta call it like I see it, talk it like I be it
Walkin' my walk, thugged out orthopedic
'Cause I'm soon to be up
Give me room watch me heat up

Niggas try to stick me like Abdul Lerima
Follow the leader, make me go extra hard
Yo nor should I hold back or show the repirtore
Quit at 16 or throw in extra bars

Just for the non-believers
I show them why its so hard to reach us
I get pussy with my fathers features, puff heavenly
See me at 6'1' weigh a buck 70

Catch me in spots, y'all niggas never be
Packed in like green bay, harlem week to queens day
Performing acapella, no DJ, 98 live, no replays
Make it seem easy, so tell a friend to tell a friend
That its them again, nature noreaga, wild gremlins

Yo, yo, champagne on the rocks
Pour on the fort knox lazura
Shark salad with cabbage, pork chops and apple sauce
Twin connection, disrespect watch your body cave in

Pump the shorty guagin'
Hit the shorty while he potty training
I ain't playing, I'm truly the worst
Simply the first to get his whole body fully reversed

Uzi it hurts, leave you double-dead, I'ma a bubble-head
I never listen to nothing my mother said
Ay yo I hold niggas ransom for money
Like Johhny handsome

Been sonning niggas for so long
I think I got a grandson, my passion is money
A stash and a honey
That won't ask questions but will blast anybody

Thats my kind of girl, kinda of world I want to live in
Not a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon just a little ghetto
Where my niggas control the middle
We know the riddles of life where others know only a little

Yo, yo been in rich places, sick places
Seen my story on 6,666 pages wages
I wrote six aces and at the same dice games
I caught six cases all over big faces, now it's tipped laces

Ready to dig faces but the bang it ain't bitch spaces
Niggas loading up they rib cages, cats like to rip places
Bloody lip tastes but the Cam is in big races?
But I stay in import the pig places

But the world know the girl though
I fuck her off a furlough, she'll be up, hook me up
All your sales could be luck
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Only question for these ducks is baby girl, can we fuck?

You the type that need a wife
Thought L O X told y'all the key to life asshole
Yo I don't play around, I lay it down
Fuck around, I spray around flick a biscuit
Nigga risk it, my ass, you can kick or kiss it

Ain't no niggas in the world more thorough than this
(Bust off)
And sit the hot barrel dead on your lips
Like 2 thirds of a brick
(Paniero and 'Kiss)

And kiss the crystal white fluffy part in the
(Back of a whip)
(See the plan is to stash all)
And cash y'all
(The weed so strong)

They gotta put it glass jars, niggas try to smoke me out
(Mope me out)
'Cuz the rims on my new joint be poking out
(I'm about to have no feelings, shit is deep)
Do they dance with the devil when they sleep
(I wake up gripping the air, wishing the hit)

Shit that they kick in ya ear, when your soul be driftin' in air
My gift is half-rotten when I spit it tears
That shit'll drop down my eye, I'm too tired to cry
(And I ain't never seen a nigga that too live to die)
(They say you get what you ask for)

So get it cuz you asked for it
(If a nigga ain't a thief)
Then he better have the cash for it
And we gonna be around 'til ya body rot
And if the feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got

What, what, what, what

Yo,yo, ay yo, there's two ways into the hood
One plain, the other smoke chronic
Like straight to the brain, ay yo, lets get loose
Hennessey straight with tomato juice

Queens stallion, my guns, fully Italian
Now y'all niggas recognize medallions
I play the best hood, O-T with Tim Westwood
Used to be on section 8, now my section is good
Thugged out niggas, we eat as much as we could

And I don't give a fuck what? Yo I save my shit
And I don't give a fuck what? You can save your shit
Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Listen to Bob Marley, you funny niggas like Steve Harvey
Frontin' live with a weak army

I play the nice guy too, I'll smoke wit you
But the realness, I ain't got no love for you
Thats why I never do a song with you
Not even if your babies mom fucked the crew

And promised to give us head and swallow too
I still say no, no is no, no can doe
Ya niggas drinking henneray, drinking my flow
Yo, thug shit thug shit what what

What the fuck is the deal?
thugged out entertainment, entertainment
L O X, terror squad
This shit is fucking official